I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 150

Silence enveloped the car, and the atmosphere grew heavy. Isabella

moistened her lips. Her voice emerged, husky from her parched throat. “No.”

Seth anticipated her response. He warmed up slightly, and he brushed his

fingers across the steering wheel. “I observed your performance throughout

the entire time you were in the conference room.”

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Isabella felt a tremor in her soul. She tried to recall everything she had said

that afternoon. All the things she had said just to spite Angelina now became

her own punishment, biting her in the rear.

“I had no idea you were so… ambitious,” Seth continued mercilessly.

Isabella closed her eyes and opened her mouth, but she couldn’t utter a

word. She didn’t even need to watch the surveillance footage to know that

she had put on a perfect act for Angelina, and everything she had said was

ambitious.

Seth pulled over by the roadside and listed out all of Isabella’s actions,

tormenting her. “Your resignation and refusal to continue your contract were

just a ploy to gain my attention?” He rolled down the window and leisurely

rested his hand on the edge. With his other hand, he opened the glovebox

and retrieved a packet of cigarettes.

Isabella remained lying on the seat. She could hear Seth smoking, and she

he looked like. She said nothing, but

scorching her

girl who had a crush on a boy, only for her

feelings and reject her.

was saying, “Sorry, we’re not

though Isabella was tough, she still couldn’t easily resolve this

she told him she had said those things on purpose

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excuse. No

Seth.

raised her hand and wiped her face while Seth wasn’t

You have nothing to be afraid

herself, Isabella slowly got up from

rear-view mirror and

to be the wife

frowned, something stirring in his

the scene he had witnessed

stated Isabella wanted to be Mrs. Shaffer,

the president’s wife.

by your side for five years and tended to your

never left you. Even if you were

for me not to fall for you.” Isabella tried

and praised Seth to stroke his

seat. Some light

tried to guess

the back of his head. She could only rely

Sometimes my mind snaps out of it,

speaking calmly. “You’re not

why are you holding

but the last part was true.

it sounded genuine. Seth was already

the last part

had said in the morning.

to hold you back